"Roar!"

The humanoid blood raised its head to the sky and let out an angry roar, and it actually made a sound as if it had life, and then its body flashed violently, and it rushed towards Yang Yifan angrily.

This move is a stunt of the underworld, a blood puppet!

This blood puppet is condensed from the essence and blood of the heart of the Underworld, and in a short period of time, it has the strength of the peak of the sixth layer of the foundation, it is extremely powerful, and it also consumes extremely Yin Qi and vitality, and it is really helpless to show this move today, and if this move is cracked, it will be even worse for him, it can be said that he took out a double-edged sword.

Looking at the extremely fast blood puppet, Yang Yifan narrowed his eyes slightly.

I have to say that this Hellkill is the most difficult opponent he has ever encountered, and there are so many means in the sixth layer of the same foundation, which is even more difficult than the five elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!

Of course, Yang Yifan also knew that the reason why he killed the five elders so quickly at that time was mainly because the five elders cultivated poison, and Yang Yifan happened to be anti-poison, so it could be regarded as a fluke to defeat under the strength of one or the other.

"Boom!"

In Yang Yifan's momentary distraction, the blood puppet had already appeared in front of Yang Yifan, raising his arm as strange as flowing water, and with a wave of his hand, it was a powerful blow, and the air impacted by the powerful force made a rumbling sonic boom.

And as this blood puppet approached, Yang Yifan's face suddenly became difficult to see.

Yang Yifan suddenly found that as this guy approached, the blood riot in his body, which was originally barely suppressed, seemed to have suddenly risen to a higher level, becoming more chaotic, and he only felt as if there was a fire burning in his body, and those blood were like churning boiling water, which was extremely unbearable!

"Huh!"

The huge blood fist had already come in front of Yang Yifan, who barely suppressed the pain in his body temporarily, his wings flashed behind him, and he disappeared in place in the blink of an eye, appearing hundreds of meters away.

"Boom!"

The blood puppet missed, but the powerful force smashed the air with a deafening loud bang, as if the world could be blasted out of a hole.

It found that there was no Yang Yifan in front of it, and there were two small holes in the skull, like a nose, and it twitched suddenly, and then, as if it had discovered Yang Yifan's smell, it turned around abruptly and swept away in the direction where Yang Yifan was at this time!

"Look for death!"

Yang Yifan was full of sweat droplets on his forehead at the moment because of the intense pain in his body, his face was hideous, and he was suffering great pain, looking at the blood loss that came from the storm, he snorted coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was condensed, like substance!

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Yang Yifan's palm waved violently, and then several subtle sounds of breaking the air were heard, and in the next second, countless silver needles appeared in his palm.

This kind of silver needle is specially made, as long as it is instilled with true qi, not to mention the monk's physique, even if it is real gold and silver, it can be penetrated by a hundred refined steel, but the value is not too high, of course, it is definitely an unattainable existence for ordinary people.

The silver needle appeared, Yang Yifan did not hesitate, with a wave of his big hand, the dense silver needle rose to the sky, but in an instant, it turned back and back, as if it was being manipulated, and directly inserted into the major points around Yang Yifan.

Silver needle sealing.

Yang Yifan made this move in order to forcibly suppress the restlessness of the blood in his body and alleviate the pain!

The silver needle entered the body, when there were even faint air currents circulating between them, forming a circulation from Yang Yifan's body, under the action of this air flow, the originally restless blood was really like a tamed wild horse, when even if the pain and madness were reduced several times, Yang Yifan only felt relaxed for a moment, as if the shackles had been opened.

Stretching his muscles slightly, Yang Yifan made a bean-like sound when he landed on his body, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes stared at the blood puppet rushing towards him, and his face was full of murderous intent!

Without the pain of blood agitation, what can a mere puppet be worth?!

"Huh!"

In the blink of an eye, the blood puppet appeared in front of Yang Yifan, and the big blood-red hands slapped down like a fan, threatening to smash Yang Yifan's head!

"The sword goes with the wind!" "Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation! ~”

Yang Yifan let out two shouts one after another, and his figure walked like a phantom, not retreating but advancing, holding the Soul Divine Sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he slashed directly towards the blood puppet!

At the same time, the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Array flickered with a furious and incomparable sword aura, emitting a whistling sound that cut through the air, and quickly spun and appeared behind the blood puppet, it seemed that it was about to be cut in half!

"Whew!"

The Imperial Soul Divine Sword took the lead in penetrating the blood puppet's blood-red big hand, and the sword qi scattered in all directions collided with that big hand, and when it landed, it made a sneering sound, and wisps of blood soared wildly, spilling out all around!

At the same time, the offensive of the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation had also arrived, spinning and impacting towards the back of the blood puppet, relative to Yang Yifan's sword qi, although the sword qi surrounding the Big Dipper Sword Formation was weaker, it was better than many and fine.

Wisps of sword qi looked chaotic, but in fact, they were arranged by a kind of mysterious and mysterious tracks, under the impact of these sword qi, a large piece of the back of the county snow puppet was instantly missing, as if it had been dug up by someone!

"Roar!"

The blood golem seemed to have a sense of consciousness, and when he was injured like this, he let out an angry roar again, and then, he swung his fists, and the blood around his body was full of blood, and with its crazy roar, the blood shed by the monks around the entire battlefield seemed to be pulled away, and quickly converged towards it.

In just a second, the horrific wound on its body was completely recovered and intact as if it had never happened.

"My blood puppet cannot be defeated, boy, you will die today!"

The Assassin looked at Yang Yifan with a smile, his eyes were full of cold killing intentions, and now, although he didn't know Yang Yifan's identity, he had already determined the fact that Yang Yifan was not a demon beast, because he really couldn't believe that a demon beast would have so many means and such a high level of wisdom.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Yifan's mouth hooked up a sneer.

Blood golems are impossible to defeat?

Amusing.

As long as you, the spellcaster, die, how long will the puppet survive?

(End of chapter)